I groaned as I sat up wiping my eyes with the back of my hands. I look at the time; 6:08. Yay, I woke up on time! I threw my blankets to the side and swing my legs to the side of my bed swiftly. I shiver as my feet touch the ground.
"Why is it so cold?" I complain quietly to myself. I walk out of my room and into the bathroom. I brush my teeth and my hair. While opening the drawer beside the sink I softly sing One Thing by One Direction. I have obsessed over Harry Styles for a long while now. I do love listening to them sing and watching them perform on stage.
I grab my straightener from its spot in the drawer. I begin to straighten my hair. As soon as I finish, I look at the clock again; 6:35. Straightened in 25! I'm getting better! I mentally high five myself and giggle.
Walking back to my room I almost run into my sister, "Hurry up, we can't be late on the FIRST DAY, HOPE!" She is always negative. Never has anything good to say.
I quickly change into a pair of nice jeans, blue converse, and a blue, white polka dotted aeropostal shirt. I grab my book bag and walk out of the house quickly saying bye to my family.
Hearing all of the "Have a good day", "stay out of trouble", and "Don't get your butt kicked", made me laugh and smile.
My first day in eighth grade wasn't so bad. I met a few interesting people, and my worst enemy.
I first met this guy Jake, he's nice. We talked for a while, I found out he obsessed over cats. I, personally, hate cats. We laughed and hung around when we saw each other. He walked me to class and then we insulted each other at our departure.
"Faggot!" I yelled as I finally walked into my fourth period class.
"BITCH" I heard from the hall. I laughed and sat in the seat closest to the door. About two minutes of me sitting silently I hear someone ask "Is it okay if I sit here?" I look up to find this handsome and very attractive guy standing next to me, gesturing toward the seat closest to me. Yet, he was the spitting image of Jake. I didn't ask anything.. I just kept quiet and nodded.
We listened to the lecture and when the bell finally rang I saw Jake walk out of the boys locker room.
"Ewww stinky man whore!" I laughed and nudged Jake.
"Who the hell did you just call a man whore," my smile faded at the intense anger in the voice behind me. I turned to see that attractive guy glaring at me, jaw clenched, hands in fists, but his shirt showed off too much for me to concentrate on his anger. I looked him up and down.
"No, no, no. Matt its a joke!" I was snapped back into reality at Jake's voice. I hid behind Jake as he defended my honor. He moved so I was visible to the culprit. Matt's face had gone from angry to understanding.
Matt laughed and looked at me, "I'm so sorry." He hugged me and I froze, the warmth inside of me made me breath heavily. I bit down on my lip and moved away a bit.
Oh . My . God . He . Hugged . Me. Holyfuckingshit! This guy is so hot and his body is perfect. He- I stopped dead thought, eww. Get away from him Hope, he is bad news.
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